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"A deal?" She smiled and relaxed a little. "I like a good deal."
Weston nodded. "When we get back to San Antonio, let's look at our schedules and find some time."
Her mind was already looking through her schedule in her head. "Weeknight or weekend?"
She was suddenly drawn out of her thoughts when he leaned in and kissed her fingers. He still had a gentle hold on her hand.
"You're thinking too hard, Tracy Fagan."
"It's who I am, Weston Cooper."
He shrugged and smiled and she felt herself close to melting. Crazy, but it was true.
"That's why we're making the deal. We'll find two days with a night in the middle." He lifted his index finger to ask for a moment. "We'll go out with some people and make a campfire. Roast some marshmallows. Have some good food."
She narrowed her eyes at him and wondered aloud. "And the night and day?"
He nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "If you're having fun. We'll stay overnight and I'll bring you back home the next day. If you're not, we'll go back earlier. Go with the flow."
Tracy felt her shoulders tense. "Would you believe that 'go with the flow' is not my life's motto?"
He nodded. "I believe it, but I'd like to let you experience some camping with me. I'd like to have a lot of experiences with you, Tracy. This is just the beginning."
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He meant what he said to Tracy, he wanted to experience a lot of things with her.
He just didn't want to push too hard.
He knew that would be the worst thing to do.
Still, he had to offer and maybe coax.
But he wasn't used to doing those things.
Everything he'd done in his life had been with a goal in mind. Play football? School? Joining the State Troopers and on to the Texas Rangers?
He did it.
All of it.
Headstrong?
Yes, and hard headed, too.
It was a quality that his dad and mom loved and hated about him.
"So," he stepped in closer, keeping her hand in his until he had it pressed up against his chest, wondering if she could feel how fast it was beating, "Where should we go to dinner?"
"If you're trying to fatten me up, good choice."
He raised a brow at that.
"You fed me lunch-"
"Which you hardly ate and it was a sandwich-"
"I ate it during a break after the first breakout session." She dropped her chin a little and looked up at him with a bit of a smirk on her lips. "And now you want to feed me dinner?"
